That, I believe, was very…low-key.
Wondering if you’re in a forgiving mood or something, this evening.
That, I believe, was very…low-key.
Wondering if you’re in a forgiving mood or something, this evening.
Sorry, I realize I had this backwards now that I’ve summarized my posts in that thread.
Hamlet
In other words, I ignored you, I ignored you again, then ignored you some more and so therefore this displays a “confrontational attitude”?
** sugaree**
No, I just think you are confused by anything that is not Tripod. I explained, but in proper Doper fashion you just ignored the explanation rather than get cognative dissonance.
As I explained, a DSL connection runs about $150, plus I pay a few hundred for webspace which, for the most part is unused now since I deleted the previous years content. Most of that, especially graphics I did for B3TA, were topical and I don’t think every dumb little graphic I have ever done should belong to the ages. Then there is the bi-yearly internic domain registration fee, which runs about $45. Then there are incidentals. Since a copy of Dreamweaver costs about $400, you can spread that over a couple years. Plus software upgrades and beer and skittles.
Perhaps a site could cost $60, if, say, you were running some blog off the gratuity 10 mb you got for signing up with a provider.
Oh, by the way. My site is not a blog. A blog would be something done through Blogger.com or the like. It’s pure vanilla HTML. Previous inceptions of my site even had cutsey javascript mouseover effects, but I got rid of that for the same reason drop shadowed text is trite.
You may remember HTML: The thing people used to do before every lazy-ass no talent could infest the net with their meandering, boiler-plate blogs that read like a text file of a Tracy Chapman song.
Was that a wise man who said that or a copy writer with PMS working for a fortune cookie company?
Read? This from someone who still doesn’t get why it would cost more than $60 even thought I already explained it once.
Why is it that I assume you are a teenager? It must be more than your tendency to speak in trendy ready-made hiply ironic phrases.
Nah, probably not.
Jeff Olsen
Would that be the same boat where he switched letters on Rosencrantz and Guildenstern?
Hey, nice recap, buster. Obviously everyone else got a program but me. I bet they even got a beer and peanuts too.
JohnT
I came to ask Cecil Adams the meaning of the word “fucksock” and hit the wrong link.
Luckily, now I don’t have to ask.
Tee
I’m sorry, is that union sanctioned sarcasm? If uncertain please check with the Ironic and Sarcarcastic Shadow Trolls Local 56.
Ask for Jeff.
Nah. It’s late. I’m tired. And I’m out of crack.
Say goodnight Gracie…
"I came to ask Cecil Adams the meaning of the word “fucksock” and hit the wrong link.
Luckily, now I don’t have to ask."
Would it have been that impossible for you to answer one question politely?
Jesus! You pay $150 for DSL? I only pay $60 for my Cable connection. Is it just because of the geographic area you’re in? I would have assumed it would be cheaper in a bigger metro area.
Oh…wait a min. You were talking annually.
Thanks, took me nearly an hour to track down all my posts and write 'em up. I came back to apologize for calling your posts “bullshit” but it seems you didn’t mind.
Politely? Nah. He has no reason to. The Tool thread looks progressively more stupid the more you look through it, I’m sorry my name is in there.
Goodnight.
For those who didn’t understand my objection to RM’s insulting (well, attempting to be :p) website:
Perhaps this is just my personal opinion of what constitutes mature and ethical behavior, but if you have a problem with a particular poster on any message board you should either address the situation there, or ignore it. Bringing the problem up publicly elsewhere is simply a way of saying “I couldn’t deal with this person face-to-face (or keyboard-to-keyboard, as it were), so I’m going to bolster my ego by insulting him in a venue that prevents him from making a rebuttal that makes me look like an even bigger idiot.”
While RM may think it makes him look cool, I suspect that most of the visitors are thinking “What an inadequate, immature, insecure ass.”
I could perhaps see some justification for that approach if RM had been banned and could no longer post here, although I would still have the same opinion of his action. I’m struggling with various applicable cliches here - “making a mountain out of molehill” and “blowing things up out of all proportion” come to mind most readily.
shrug Doesn’t really matter to me what other people think of the Reverend - that’s his problem, and his decision. I just thought I’d let him know what sort of impression he was making.
No, old boy, it’s a blog. Doesn’t matter how you constructed it, it’s still a ‘Web Log’. You don’t seem to object to it being called a blog elsewhere.
You’re largely right about the practicalities, but out by a few centuries, and neglecting the matter of the largely victorious Irish War of Independence.
By the way, “not a happy bunny” is a British colloquialism meaning you’re an angry sort of chap, not a depressed one. But since
you might not care what I meant.
I’m guessing the panic attacks didn’t make you happy. Trotting out knee-jerk insults might instead be your panacaea.
Anyway, as sugaree said, there has already been way too much time and attention dedicated to you. You write skilfully, and you drop literary references as well as the next undergrad, but style alone doesn’t create substance. You also appear to be “sick of self-love”. I’m quite sick of it too.
Mykaru (hey, if you can replace an “e” with an “a” in my name, I can do so correspondingly), has it not crossed your mind that you started out a few days ago with lots of people in your corner - myself included* - and you’ve haemorrhaged them ever since. When you even piss off someone as pleasant and urbane as Hamlet, you know that you’re in trouble. Even Diane, the staunchest defender of the idea that you have been harshly treated - has recognised just how unpleasant and obnoxious you have been in recent threads.
You know, when everybody tells you you’re wrong, it is possible that every single one of them is incorrect. But the chance is greater that - intentional or not - you’re writing is simply horrible to read. I don’t think that you’ve even considered that possibility for a second.
As I said, I don’t hate you. Why should I? You are as dust to me and I have nothing invested. But I do pity you as I pity anyone whose own malevolence builds walls between themselves and others. It must be bloody lonely in there.
pan
*My first post to you - unequivocably offering the hand of friendship. With every one of your snide replies, I got increasingly slightly more irritated and snappish until you finally completely blew up at something that was still incredibly mild. You never even gave me a chance to be pals.
Other than suggesting that your sister is a similar asshole to yourself, what does this have to do with anything?
Mykeru, thanks for the response. A response completely lacking in substance, without one shred of critical thinking about my points, and once again, a complete revision of history. But substance isn’t your strong suit, you just prefer these little flame wars. Rather than continue to fulfill your wish to be martyred, I think I’ll bow out at this point, and devote some time to something that has abilities far beyond yours. Like that lobotomized squirrel monkey with the drooling problem down the street.
Reverend Mykeru, over the course of the past few days, I have attempted several times to demonstrate that your behaviour on this message board (The Straight Dope Message Board, all forums, though mainly the Pit - just avoiding confusion here) has been hostile, unpleasant, and disproportionally focused on the one forum that does very little to fight ignorance.
In doing so, I have always remained polite. True, I did advise you that your behaviour had the attention of the staff. Think of it as my attempt at a stern reminder that you shape up. Obviously, it failed.
You thrive on controversy. Your only goal on these message boards so far has been to get yourself into a tiny argument over something frivolous, only to then blow it all up to a flame war of gigantic proportions. You use 200 eloquently arranged words to basically tell someone he’s a shithead. You play semantics games, backpedalling and rephrasing your previous posts as you go along.
In short, you post to get a rise out of people, because you are quite fond of the way your rebuttals look.
We’ve got a word for that.
You’re more eloquent than the normal garden variety trolls we get around here. I can’t even accuse you of being a bad writer: some of the columns on your website are well-written, and often entertaining.
It is, however, my carefully conceived opinion that you are an utter asshat, besides being a moderately gifter writer. I’m not going to respond to your line-by-line discection of my last post. I’m sure you could counter my reply with even more inflammatory questions and remarks.
(Mykeru scribbles on his notepad: “Make column on Coldfire, and how I slapped this SDMB Moderator into submission so hard, he didn’t even dare respond!”)
Instead, I’ll update our internal correspondence on newbie Reverend Mykeru with my latest analysis. In the long run, we’ll all be better off if you and the SDMB part ways soon, Rev.
The funny thing is-- well nothing, actually.
Even when the _____s (seeing we are all dodging the word) think they are original and clever, they are not. It is the same pattern over and over. And Rev was not nearly as good a writer as some have stated. Probably not even in the top 100 of either good writers or clever Pit denizens.
Sadly, all his stupid act seems to be is a poor attempt at performance art combined with blatant attention whoring. Time to flush him with the other turds.
Dont forget to wash your hands.
He tried to address the situation here, at least where I’m concerned, but it didn’t do him any good. I pretty much ignored his name calling so he posted it on his site instead. All that did was make him look even more like an arrogant ass.
Oh, he knows. He used the same word on me for giving him a bit of his own medicine.
Goodnight Gracie.